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Okay! Second Chapter is up and I hope you like it. I was really excited to get two reviews after just one day so I wrote this down quickly and posted it up. Reviews make me speedy (hint hint).

Chichi89 and Anaeli, Thanks a bunch.

Again this chapter is straight and to the point, it's still a bit of an introduction to the characters but don't worry cause it will soon start to get interesting. Enjoy!


Vegetasei:

Thirteen Years Later

She swept her hands all over his body giving him easy pleasure. Without as much as a groan, Trunks leaned his head back and enjoyed it. Ever since he hit puberty, women of all ages began throwing themselves at him. What was a hormonal pubescent teenager to do but take it like a man? At nineteen he was already beginning to receive public pressure to take a bride but all he really wanted from women at the moment was pleasure. Especially when he was convinced he'd yet to meet a female worthy of him. Besides, the pleasure came so easy, from the third class to the noble class; Trunks didn't really care. His latest source of pleasure moaned his name (well actually she moaned the words 'Your Highness') with her mouth against his chest and lifted her face to kiss him in the mouth. Trunks quickly stopped her and pushed her off him. Without a word he pulled his pants back on and began buttoning his shirt.

"Is there something wrong Your Highness?" the small maid asked surprised.

"I had enough." He answered simply.

"It's because I was going to kiss your mouth wasn't it?" she started crying. "It's true what they say? You don't let women kiss your mouth! Is it because I am a maid? I'm worthy enough to suck your dick but not to kiss your mouth, is that it?!"

She was bordering on hysterics and so Trunks grabbed her face and lifted her up like a ragged doll. He placed his bright blue gaze on her plain brown eyes and hissed "You are not worthy but it is not because you are a maid." He released her and she crumpled on the ground whimpering "I've yet met a female worthy enough to kiss me on the mouth." He tucked in his shirt and buttoned his coat before walking away. He left the maid speechless and half naked on the ground.

Trunks looked at his watch and gave a small curse. He was late for the meeting with the noblemen and the King. His father would not be happy. He ran and arrived at the door in nanoseconds. The guard at the door bowed and let him in. Trunks stretched his spine and walked in gracefully. The action in the room ceased for a moment as the noblemen bowed when he passed them. Trunks took his seat next to Vegeta and the meeting continued as always. His father made brilliant suggestions and the noblemen dismissed them unless the suggestions contributed to their own well being. Several fights broke out and three noblemen's personal guard were obliterated; today was pretty slow. Trunks watched but barely spoke during the whole meeting. Near the end, one of the nobles stood up and asked him when he was choosing a bride and that he could throw him a Ball to have all eligible women presented to him. Trunks was about to nod and accept the man's suggestion when Vegeta spoke up: "No."

Trunks glanced at his father and shrugged, the King had never been one for big parties. "Oh." The man that had made the suggestion said "Why not Your Majesty? He is of age and should at least begin to ponder on whom to take for a bride…" he trailed off.

"Trunks will be married by the end of the month." Vegeta said while his personal guard, Bardock, draped his cape around him.

Trunks was surprised by his father's words and said "So soon?" he wondered what the rush was "Then a presentation of eligeble females is not a bad idea is it?"

"There is no need to choose a bride. I already know who you will marry." He finally looked at his son who just stared questioningly back.

"Who?" he asked.

"The same girl you have been betrothed to since you were three." Vegeta was about to leave when the whole room erupted in whispers as men realized angrily how their daughter's no longer had any chance to become Queen.

Trunks simply stared as his father. "I've been betrothed all along?"

"Yes."

He stood quietly for a full minute before saying "Alright." Trunks nodded and followed his King out of the hall, Bardock and Raditz close behind.


Earth:

Three weeks later

Emily hummed her favorite song as she worked on fixing the old Corvette. Her black hair was pulled back into a loose braid with her black bangs hovering above her eyelids. Her green eyes were focused on the car's engine and the sweat dripping from her skin reflected ligthly against the sun giving her a slight glow. Add to that the grease around her face, hands and clothes and she looked awful. Emily could sense the ki of her father and twin brother sparring in the mountains behind their house. Goten had already transformed to an ascended saiyan while their dad was still only a super saiyan. A small smile graced her lips as she remembered the first time she sparred with her father, the feeling had been immediate- she loved to fight. The acceleration of her body, the satisfaction of hearing a crunch when her blows connected and even the pain she felt at received blows made her happy. The pure savagery and art of it all made her feel complete, like she was doing exactly what she was born to do.

This revelation had shocked most of her family, especially her mother. When she and Goten had been born as twins, her mother was happy. She would give her youngest son to Goku, have him train him in the ways of a martial arts and keep her young daughter to herself. Emily, although half saiyan, was meant to exploit only her human side. Her mother taught her to cook, sow, help around the house and study- she even gave her daughter a common human name. Her father though, insisted that she learn some basic martial arts so she could at least properly defend herself. The moment she threw her first punch however, it was over. Her saiyan side had taken control and all human inhibitions were forgotten. Emily, the "human" in the family had transformed. Such was the denial of her family to train her, she resorted to going to Piccolo and later on, even Vegeta for training until her father and brothers finally gave in. The result was a unique style and mentality that gave her a mix of Goku's passion for fighting and Piccolo and Vegeta's cold calculating techniques.

Funnily enough, Goten (like Gohan) was more prone to give in to his human side rather than his saiyan pride. He was, as trained, a fantastic fighter but when given the choice, he preferred to head off on a date rather than spar or train. Being raised around boys most of her life, Emily had very few girlish tendencies most of which she learned from her mother and best friend, Marron. Emily smiled as she felt her friend's ki heading in closer. Marron landed next to Emily who looked up from the car to see her friend's tear stained face.

"What's up Mar?" Emily asked with slight indifference.

"He cheated on me!" she cried as her lime green eyes glistened with tears.

"Oh" Emily said, feeling slightly sorry for her friend "That's too bad Marron. Want me to kick his ass?

Marron shook her straight blond hair "No. I already did that."

Emily's smiled and grabbed the carburetor from her work table. Marron's father, Krilin was the strongest human in the world and her mother was an android woman with unlimited power. Marron could very well pack quite a punch. "Good."

"We've been an oficial couple for a week, a week! I found him making out with Karina Long in the hallway. The hallway! He didn't even have the decency to hide in a classroom."

"Jerk" Emily stated automatically while continuing to work on her car.

Marron was unaffected by her friend's seeming indifference. Emily didn't really believe in love. Who could blame her though. Her father abandoned her mother every chance he could take to become stronger, her brother did nothing but have random one night stands and ever since Emily was of a dating age, every boy she'd ever dated had wanted her for one thing, and one thing only- never going past her looks to actually try and get to know her. Marron said "So I need to blow some steam and I was thinking a girls night out at the new Bikai Dance Club."

Without looking up Emily replied "I don't turn eighteen for another week and besides to get in to that place you need to be 21 or older."

"So what?" Marron shrugged "We'll seduce the bouncer and if that doesn't work we'll go in through the back. Who's going to stop us really?"

"Is that why you need me there? For my brute saiyan strenght?" Emily cocked one eyebrow at the blond girl.

"No, I can get in all by myself you know" Marron winked "I want you there because I need my best friend during this difficult time and besides" she giggled "you are loads of fun when you're drunk."

"Don't remind me." Emily winced, remembering her actions the few times she'd gotten an overload of alcohol...well, remembering what people told her she did.

"Please, please, please, please Emmy?" Marron put on her best puppy dog face.

"I don't know..." Emily replied decidedly not looking at her friend's face.

"You can stay over at my place." Marron said but when Emily still looked unsure she added "You can wear my new Gucci boots."

Emily stopped working and looked up at her with sparkling eyes "Really?"

Marron smirked. She was in.


Emily smiled as she and Marron flew to their house. Besides cooking and cleaning, one of the few girlish tendencies she had was a love for fashion. Her family wasn't the richest in town but since she worked part time helping out Dr. Briefs at Capsule Corp and fixing cars around her neighborhood, Emily had enough money, most of which she always spent on clothes. Marron's dad had a very successful dojo and Marron worked as a model part time so she always had slightly more expensive clothes than Emily. Emily didn't mind though, as she had access to her friend's closet whenever she needed it. "Mom!" Emily yelled and flew up to her room "I'm staying at Marron's tonight."

"Oh" Chichi appeared in her bedroom doorway while she and Marron packed her clothes. "You father and I were hoping to talk to you tonight."

"Is it important?" Emily asked placing a purple dress that would look great with Marron's black boots in the bag.

"Yes"

"Oh" Emily looked at her mother. "What is it about?"

"Your birthday" Chichi said while fidgeting with her hands.

Emily raised her eyebrows and asked "Are you sure this can't wait?"

"No" her mother said more firmly this time.

Emily felt her father and brother's ki enter the kitchen of their house. "Well dad and Goten just arrived. Can't we talk about it now?" Emily said grabbing her suitcase.

Her mom sighed and gave in "I suppose so." Chichi had learned long ago that her daughter was as stubborn as her and it would take a lot to changer her mind about anything. Which was why she was completely dreading the conversation they were about to have.

Emily stood behind the kitchen counter opposite to her father and brother who were ravishing the meal Chichi had cooked for them while they'd been training. Marron hovered by the stairs and Chichi cleared her throat trying to get her husband's attention.

"Whwat?" he said with a mouthful of duck. Goten looked up as well.

"You daughter is staying over at Marron's tonight so I think we need to discuss what we were going to discuss tonight."

Suddenly, Goku's usually blank expression changed to a very serious one. Emily's pulse quickened a bit and she gave her brother a worried glance. Goten shrugged, indicating that he had no idea what their parents were talking about either.

Goku swallowed and gave Emily a hard stare. He sighed and said "I suppose there is nothing to do but just tell you."

Emily gave him and encouraging nod. Goku took a deep breath and said quickly "By the time you turn 18 you have to be married to the Prince of Planet Vegetasei or that planet as well as Earth will be destroyed."

Goten's mouth dangled open while Marron gasped from her spot next to the stairs. Her mother covered her face with her hands and Emily just blinked for a full minute. She waited for someone to laugh and yell ''Just kidding!" at her. When no one did she finally croaked "What?"

"Yeah" Goten said finally swallowing "What?"

"You've been betrothed since you were two to Vegeta's son, Trunks." Goku said.

"She can't marry Vegeta's son!" Goten half-yelled when he realized his sister wasn't saying anything. "We don't know the guy."

"She has to." Goku said, not breaking eye contact with her daughter.

"Dad" Emily whispered in a broken voice "I just got into the college of my choice. I was going to be a scientist, I wanted to travel the world. I tun eighteen in a week. You can't..you can't make me..." she swallowed and spoke a little harder this time "marry some guy I don't know."

"You need to do it to save the Earth." Goku said in his no nonsense voice. He meant it, she knew. He was going to force her to marry this guy. The Earth would really be destroyed if she didn't. She knew she would probably go through with, more for her father than for Earth, but that didn't stop her from getting angry. "If you want to save the world so badly dad why won't YOU marry VEGETA instead!?" With that, she grabbed her bag from a dumbstruck Marron's hand and said "Let's go!"

Goku just stared after her sadly "I would if I could" he said quietly "Believe me, I would if I could."

"Ugh!" Chichi said and ran to her bedroom, slamming the door in the process. Goku went back to eating his food and Goten flew off steaming and thinking one thing. When Gohan finds out, he's going to be pissed.

Outside Marron struggled to keep up with the angry saiyan. Guess we'll need more alcohol than I though.